Like the Back of My Hand
I found a website that will make a custom fragrance that is "just right for me". The company creates personalized perfume, based on a personality profile that I filled out on-line. You need to know up front, that I have a long and deep aversion to the smell of jasmine or anything musky. Remember "Loves Baby Soft?" I LOVED that perfume. One year they came out with variations on the delicious pink mist. They had Loves Baby Soft Rain Scent, Wind Scent and Loves Baby Soft Musky Jasmine. I had them all. I was a bit of a collector growing up, hoarding my goods for a better day. I kept the perfumes for years. That is probably what ruined me on the musk smells. I always smelled like a middle aged man or someone’s grandpa. Everyone’s grandpa either smelled like Old Spice or musk. Looking back, after a few years, the scents had definitely gone awry. So today I sat down at the computer to have the perfect fragrance created for me. I have to admit,it was one of the hardest tests I have taken in years, the questions were difficult. Was my personality always sunny and positive, or was I a little crabby at times? Am I a dark brunette or after years at the salon, a blond? Do I consider myself harsh and serious overall or am I subdued with a coordinated fashion style? I knew the right answer to two questions however: Favorite scent: soft. Least favorite scent: Oriental/Spicy. I waited in great anticipation for my concoction to appear, they will even bottle it in a jar with MY NAME on it! No one ever makes anything with my name! The answer finally appeared and I was crushed. "Green fruit, lily flowers, wet moss and jasmine upon musky precious woods." Could it have been any more the opposite of who I am? Who wants to smell like a damp, fruited, Christmas wreath? I’d rather try the Old Spice.
I also plan to try a little more of the wonderful aroma of Christ. He is even willing to bottle it and put MY NAME on it and place it in my heart for free. That is the perfect fragrance. He knows and understands me so much better than anyone, especially a computer ever could. He knows me like the back of his hand, as well as knowing the inside of my wrist.
Because He knows and loves the secret places,